Eyes closed - original poem

Eyes closed, we dove into the depths of glory,
we took the leap with dignity and pride,
one breath and that was it! All gone!

The sacrifice, the heroes and their flags
vanished into a swarm of bodies
the muddy waters had sunk into the deep.

The veil uplifts itself by the hour,
recalling souls to bow their vows,
drop all their hopes and dreams,

To pick up arms, aim and shoot
till her lips smile satisfactory.
Draw the line, wake up!

A month worth of reflections
won't bring back the dead,
wash away these sins,

Stop the pain or heal wounds,
these things are here to stay.
The world will never be the same!

As long as the white horse leads the castle,
no one will dare to question further more
or ask who plays God in this anecdote!

Organic partition rejuvenates the terms
that segregated both brothers and sisters,
that chained the world and has put it on hold.

Locked between screens and cash bribes,
tucked into bed with curfews and distress,
humanity traded global depression for economic war.

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Lavi Picu is an interdisciplinary artist, currently residing in Montreal, Canada. She is an emerging visual artist who uses painting and poetry as alternative forms of self expression as well as pain management therapy for Lyme disease. She is also the author of four soulful collections of poetry.

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